A bell rings once
in the distance.
A church bell?
A temple bell?
A clock bell?
A dinner bell?
An alarm bell?
How can we tell
from just one clap?
For those who know its sound,
one note is enough.
That and listening, of course.
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The Siren
The siren goes off each Wednesday
Over the Kerr-McGhee Nuclear Power Plant
That sits atop Lake Dardanelle.
This is a test, it is only a test,
To ensure that the Emergency Warning System
Works in the event of a meltdown,
Or in the event of any national emergency,
Such as a terrorist attack, or a tornado,
Or some unforeseen apocalypse.
Baleful and forlorn, its sweeping wail
From its rusty throat warps the airwaves
As if a warning could save us.
Unlike the sirens Ulysses heard
Whose singing drove sailors mad,
This just lets us know ahead of time
We are all about to die.
[Disposable Poem February 18, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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